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skinny
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a cold shower
and the steam forms figures on the mirror
a cold mirror
the air conditioning
is set to 32 degrees
that means its freezing
count to three in the corner
dont get stuck on a number
just count to three
its that simple
its not that far
teeth chatter
and you brain shudders
to think
that you are dying
and there's ice in the clouds
and your hands are baby blue
(hey i need feedback on this plz)
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they say that outer space is empty and cold. Cold it is, but in that cold lies the wonder of creation, of infinity, of a million possibilities and infinite wonders. Drifting I slowly freeze, pondering them all.
I'm not sure where you're going with this, skinny. What is your point? Is it to shock and awe?
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next to Nobody
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my cosest views of it have always been the most skewed. an unhealthy relationship with a particular plane. but it's always there for me, even in the midst of mayhem.
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laced
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tile
blood and vomit stained
after a short time
of making a night of
drinking and fighting
snorting coke for feeling
losing feeling
and my nose bleeds
all the time
my nose needs
all the time
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megan
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i remember laying there next to the bathtub crying
i remember wanting to get into the warm water, but not wanting to move
i remember wishing it was all gone, all of it
and i remember contemplating
how could i get through one minute without
one bath
one day
one night
after awhile, we forget how to lay on the bathroom floor and find new views of things
after awhile, we forget how to be happy in our own skin
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kookaburra
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sometimes i like to sit there
or lie there
and stare off into space
i just like to think
(though it interrupts my morning schedule)
and the cold floor wakes me
and the green walls soothe me
and the wood interests me
and you would think me strange
if you knew me
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Jeca
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something was wrong and i knew it
i was so cold
i didn't want to shower
i wanted its warmth but getting out would be hard
i kept hearing something at the door
once twice, thrice
wrapping myself up and getting out to check
shivering hard in the middle of the summer
this is wrong this is silly but i can't seem to think clearly enough to figure out why
just getting in and out of a bathtub is so hard
standing in the shower is hard
how much energy do i have left in my body?
what if i fell?
the bathroom floor is so cold...
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"The" Man
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Don't wake up there.
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laced
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where they found me this last time
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jane
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god's_bathroom_floor
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no reason
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i spent a whole party on one once
such was my first experience with a bong
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pobodys nerfect
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I fell asleep there once as a kid. It was the "little" bathroom; which is more of a breezeway between the back door and master bedroom of my parents' place. Back then,my sister and i had that room and shared one--seemingly huge at the time--queen size bed, because my parents were cash strapped from buying a new home and add another room downstairs. My sister loved to go to sleep with music. LOUD music. And i was not a happy camper about that. She put on her huge earphones and turned on the stereo (i giggle when i think of electronic technology from those days =D ) and i would've been able to hear that crap she was playing a mile away. So i went into the bathroom with my pillow and curled up into a little ball on the floor under the sink. I was hoping she'd feel guilty and turn off the music, but nope! I fell asleep there. At least it was warm; the floor was carpeted, and since we rarely used that bathroom (we always kept the second door that led to the backdoor closed) the radiator quickly warmed up the tiny little space.
The next day my parents found me in there and weren't too amused with my sister. They put an end to her nighttime music listening.
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